Snow Leopard: Building the Strongest Elite Group through Robbery

Chapter 1174 This is the only way to handle this matter.

he……

He wanted to resolve this peacefully, but now, who can tell him that this is his way of achieving peace?

Murder and arson. What kind of harmony is this?

"Perhaps our men struck first," the adjutant said, offering a reason he himself didn't believe.

Asaka suddenly turned to look at her adjutant, and after a long while, he chuckled and said, "Our men made their move. Our men probably still don't know what happened, and they've already become scapegoats."

There are no stars today, but the scenery is beautiful.

Zhou Weiguo and his butler, who were already eating at a restaurant, stood side by side. In a corner not far away, each of them had several large backpacks, which represented their big haul for the evening.

Of course, the murders and arson were Zhou Weiguo's doing, while the housekeeper was in charge of collecting the money.

"It's so beautiful. I haven't seen such magnificent fireworks in a long time." Zhou Weiguo crossed his arms and looked at his adjutant beside him. "Did you bring a camera? I think such a feat should be recorded."

The butler looked at Zhou Weiguo.

The shyness in that smile paled in comparison to the man who would kill without hesitation and give you no time to waste.

"No, son-in-law." He's here to rob people, why would he bring a camera? Does he want to show off like those idiots in the army? He's not stupid.

"It's a pity that Xiuling won't be able to see such a view," Zhou Weiguo said regretfully.

The butler didn't speak, but just looked at the still chaotic street and thought to himself, perhaps, Miss didn't want to see this situation today at all.

Daylight broke. Asaka received a call from the Prime Minister's Office, asking him to go there. However, his car was stuck in traffic halfway there.

We can't get past this, we absolutely can't get past it.

Asaka could only return to his residence in frustration. Thinking about the situation today, he sighed and slapped his thigh, "What kind of mess is this?"

"That's great news." The voice from behind startled Asaka. He turned around abruptly and found that Zhou Weiguo had somehow ended up lying on the sofa in the corner.

"You...when did you get back?" Asaka got closer to Zhou Weiguo and said, getting angrier the more she thought about it. "Didn't you say you wanted to resolve this peacefully?"

Zhou Weiguo opened his eyes and glanced at Chaoxiang; "I only stirred things up a few times, and then set a fire at an appropriate time. As for the rest, I did nothing. As for the murder and arson, I can guarantee that I didn't lay a finger on anyone in Tokyo."

Asaka almost fainted. He had already received news from the Prime Minister that yesterday's impact was enormous. It wasn't just the people on Watson's side who were attacked; even those on the North Soviet side were not spared.

Originally, the angry crowd intended to storm Berlin's commercial district as well, but fortunately the military police acted quickly and protected it; otherwise, the crazed crowd might have attacked them.

"So, I should thank you for sparing their lives." Prince Asaka laughed in exasperation.

This kid, although he didn't have anyone attack him, what he did was quite impressive.

On his way back today, he heard that the Prime Minister's residence had been besieged, and one of the unlucky soldiers guarding it had been smashed and was bleeding from the head. The US embassy had also been attacked, and their situation was even worse.

I heard that people have already died.

“No need for that,” Zhou Weiguo said shamelessly, then sat up. “I think you probably don’t want to see me.”

That's for sure. If I had to say who I least want to see right now, it would naturally be Zhou Weiguo.

He nodded in agreement with Zhou Weiguo; "Yes, that's true..."

Wait, sensing something, Prince Asaka narrowed his eyes; "You... what do you want to do?"

Zhou Weiguo picked up a cigarette from the side and took a puff; "This is what I'm thinking, since you don't want to see me anyway, you might as well send me away."

Send away?

Prince Asaka hummed in agreement; "You...you're going there."

It's a mess, everything's in complete chaos.

On the eastern front of Canada, Guderian, who was commanding a fierce attack, listened to the events that had occurred in Tokyo in the past few days, and then looked into the distance with a bitter smile.

In the distance, Imperial bombers were relentlessly bombarding enemy positions, while nearby artillery positions stood ready, prepared to launch a new round of artillery bombardment, followed by an attack from sluice tanks and infantry as soon as the bombers finished their bombardment.

This position is easy to defend and difficult to attack. They have attacked it three times in a row, and each time they were repelled.

"So, Tokyo is in complete chaos, is that right?" Guderian asked, brushing the dust off his clothes as he returned to his seat.

The adjutant read the telegram again and nodded; "Yes."

"Stop the attack and have the troops retreat thirty miles to build defensive positions there."

Guderian tossed the command stick he was holding onto the map.

Several generals came to him; “General, there are only two divisions on the other side. We have destroyed their railway lines and bridges. As long as we launch another attack, they will not be able to stop us.”

"Yes, General, victory will be ours."

Guderian chuckled, then shook his head and said, "There's no need for that."

The original purpose of the offensive was to create more buffer space, thereby ensuring that the British forces to the north could be dealt with when negotiating with Watson.

But now, alongside the chaos in Tokyo, there is a chaos targeting Washington.

The cooperation with Washington has essentially come to an end.

"Our cooperation with Washington has essentially fallen through."

The words "prematurely ended" caused the generals to exchange bewildered glances. After a moment, an officer approached Guderian and said, "General, it's just a minor disturbance. I think Tokyo will soon be able to stabilize the situation."

stable.

What can we use to stabilize it?

Guderian smiled, stood up, and looked into the distance.

Dust filled the air, obscuring the view of the distant positions, but he knew they were on high alert, awaiting his attack.

“You guys don’t understand Tokyo. If you did, you wouldn’t say the situation can be stabilized.”

What can stabilize things? The one in Kyoto is a god, but this god was almost wiped out by poison gas. And the one who dropped the poison gas was the Washington side. This is tantamount to killing their parents. No, this matter is even more serious than killing their parents.